"My son, is a very special filial person, because before being the county commander, I used to join the army to fight outside, so my knees really can't withstand the temperature of winter, after my son and his mother died, he also deliberately went to learn how to make a pair of knee pads, although it is ugly, but I have been using it until now. ”

After hearing these words, Bai Zi'an couldn't bear to expose the truth he had just noticed, because he felt that if he said those words, it would be a great blow to the person in front of him, who had the heart of a powerful and loving son, and it could even be called a humiliation.

After knowing that Bai Zi'an could help him find his son's remnant soul, the county lord's attitude towards Bai Zi'an became much better, he talked to Bai Zi'an about a lot of things related to his son, and after a while, he looked at Bai Zi'an and noticed the hesitation in his eyes.

"Dare to ask this master, with such an expression now, is there no way to help my son summon his spirit?"

The county magistrate was obviously a little worried and a little anxious, if there was no way to retrieve his son's soul, how could he avenge his son?

"I have a question for you, which may be a little offensive, and I hope you don't get angry after listening to it. ”

The man was originally chattering with Bai Zi'an about things related to his son, but after hearing Bai Zi'an's words, he was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said very calmly: "Okay, I won't be too anxious or too angry, just say anything you want!"

The other party's tone became very good, but Bai Zi Anxin did not feel calm because of this, because he could see that the reason why the other party had a good attitude towards him was because he felt that he was now the only one who could fulfill his wishes.

But once he asks those questions, will the person in front of him still be as friendly as he was just now?

But even so, Bai Zi'an still insisted on asking this question, because this question might involve the truth about the death of the son of the county lord.

"Are you and your son father and son, or is he your adopted child?"

After Bai Zi'an asked the first question, he unexpectedly saw the other party's eyes widen all of a sudden.

The other party seemed to be unable to accept this question, he was stunned for a long time, and then hesitated and said to Bai Zi'an in front of him: "You, what do you mean by this, he must be my son, if he is not my son, why should I bother so much to recall his soul to avenge him?"

The county magistrate didn't understand why Bai Zi'an made such remarks at all, he felt as if he had been hit in the head by something, and he couldn't react at all.

After hearing the other party's words, Xiao Bai took a deep breath, then looked at his slightly nervous face and said, "This person lying in the coffin has no blood relationship with you, are you sure that he is your son?"

"If you can be sure that you and your son are real father and son, then it can only prove that the person with your son's face lying in the coffin is not your real son. ”

Bai Zi'an said it was like a tongue twister, if other people heard this remark, I am afraid they would be dazzled by those complicated relationships in him.

But the county master was not dizzy, he immediately captured the point of Bai Zi'an's words, that is, the person lying in the coffin was not his son.

He can be absolutely sure that the son he raised since childhood is his own son, and now, Bai Zi'an suddenly told him that the person in the coffin is not related to him, what is going on?

"I'll try to summon the soul now, if I can summon the soul back, although this matter is very sad, but there is a perfect solution, if there is no way to recall his soul, please be mentally prepared for this matter, he may be taken away by others." ”

The county magistrate gasped, but he didn't know what to say, how should he express the panic in his heart at this moment?

"I don't even know now whether I should pray to Heaven whether he is alive or better off dead. ”

Looking at the county magistrate's sad face, Bai Zi'an gently patted the other party's shoulder, and said with a hint of encouragement in his tone: "As long as he lives, there is still hope, if he really dies, you will really lose this son." ”

But no one understands better than the county lord how squeamish the son he raised in the palm of his hand is.

If the other party is taken away, he will definitely be tortured.

Although he didn't know what the other party's purpose was in taking his son, he was worried that the other party would suffer.

After exchanging a spirit weapon from the system, Bai Zi'an began to set up a formation, preparing to summon souls.

The county magistrate who was standing on the side watched Bai Zi'an's movements a little nervously, only to feel that he was dazzled in front of him, as if he was about to forget all other things.

This complex and gorgeous technique really amazed the county magistrate.

Bai Zi'an looked for trouble several times, and he didn't have any other emotions because of the county master's prayer, he just waited very, very calmly for the result of his soul summoning.

After repeating the attempt three times, Bai Zi'an sighed softly, then looked at the person in front of him and said, "I have good news here. ”

Hearing this, the county master stretched out his hand and waved it gently, he didn't need the other party to say what good news it was, he probably had already guessed.

"He's still alive, isn't he?"

If he could summon the soul, Bai Zi'an would probably have already given him a specific answer.

And now the other party is still silent, which can only prove that he has not recruited his son's soul, which means that his son is still alive.

So where was he going to go, and why was he taken away?

As soon as he thought of this matter, the county magistrate felt that his heart was full of doubts.

He did join the army and fought at the beginning, but in fact he was just an ordinary little soldier, who didn't have much effect, and was wounded on the battlefield.

After coming here to be the county magistrate, he never had a grudge against those with deep family backgrounds, at most, after his wife died, he remarried a wife.

But that wife was a little inconvenient in his own childbirth, and he could not have any stake in his son.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Amitabha!"